Mood: upset.
Song: Get Me an Exit; The Sophomore Attempt
corrode,
corrode,
my brain rusts away,
empty,
in this boring place,
lost in thought,
oh i could only wish,
to be lost in my thoughts,
and not to be strangled by them,
it suffocates me,
and consumes me,
corrode,
corrode,
w a s h away these thoughts,
leave me to my
r
o
t
t
i
n
g
hell.
gawd.
the ******** is wrong with me.
******** you.
Song: Get Me an Exit; The Sophomore Attempt
corrode,
corrode,
my brain rusts away,
empty,
in this boring place,
lost in thought,
oh i could only wish,
to be lost in my thoughts,
and not to be strangled by them,
it suffocates me,
and consumes me,
corrode,
corrode,
w a s h away these thoughts,
leave me to my
r
o
t
t
i
n
g
hell.
gawd.
the ******** is wrong with me.
******** you.
